Day 39: Verona to Venice Part I: Locks, luck and love of Juliet. With love, Fair Verona.

“Ho scritto una storia d’amore senza inizio e senza fine…per scriverla con te.”

– I have written a love story without a beginning or ending… so that we may write it together.

     
             I must be some sort of a crazy person to go the worlds most romantic places in the world alone. France and Italy? Yeah, even I used to think it was crazy. But you know what? My trip proves that there are many people like me who just wants to see the world. With or without someone the idea itself is simply romantic. 

This is part I to the story of the girl in the red dress, dancing through Venezia, Italy.

Sunday March 5.2017

            

             The night before I decided I wouldn’t let a stolen phone stop me from experiencing Italy. So I booked a ticket today for Venice or Venezia. However, the cheapest option was to book a ticket at 8 am that would give me a 6 minute transfer from Verona to the lovely city of Venice. Total travel time one way: 4 hours.


          Still jet lagged I ended up waking 30 minutes late from my alarm clock. So I got up and  ran as fast as I could from train to train to get to Milans central station. I was half asleep and half awake, and I ended up missing my train by 3 minutes. I was stuck now waiting for the next train so I had to wait for an hour.

           The trains through Italy are absolutely beautiful. Vast vineyards, distant castles and fortresses, rustic buildings, and green fields everywhere. A different city than the urban jungle that I live in, San Diego.  Even though it was a 4 hour train, I would do it all over again.

 Even though I was late, by some freaking miracle I had a 1 hour layover in Verona instead of 6 minutes. So, you know what I did? I took that chance to run in that one hour to see fair Verona.

” Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?”

Verona, Italy – Part I

          More like, “taxi, taxi, hurry, hurry!”  I thought to myself as I headed into the city inspired by Shakespeare’s famous tragic love story. ” Romeo and Juliet.”

        The most visited place in Verona is called, ” Casa de Giuletta” or “House of Juliet”. I first heard about it from the 2010 movie, “Letters to Juliet” starring Amanda Seyfried. A love story about a writer who discovers “juliets secretaries”. Women who write back to the people sending their pleas for love to Giuletta. 

   People around the world come to visit the balcony that supposedly inspired Shakespeare to write his most famous love story.


       However, I was bummed to find out that letters to Juliet were now banned. 

     The only thing you could do now is go into the cheesy gift shop to buy a lock and key and padlock it to the removeable walls in the garden.



But, I have to admit I am the super cheesy romantic type. Take or leave it, but I did fall prey into buying a lock and key. Because hey, for one when will I ever come back to Verona and two it makes for a great story. 

Quit hatin’, I know most people or girls low key want to do it too. 😝

               
Okay since we established I’m super tourist, silly me I tried to lock mines on the wall. 

What you don’t see is, a minute after I tried to forcefully lock it, the chain broke causing mine and 5 other locks to fall to the ground. Can my luck get any better?

                             God or Giuletta, you must be giving me a sign. 

I get it, don’t force your way into love. 

        Do it and it will just fall a part. I just can’t help it, I’m such a romantic. It’s easy to want to fall in love in such a magical place. 

I hope I’m not cursed or anything. But to avoid a curse from the fictional character, I ended up getting all the fallen locks, and locking it with mine and put it back unto the lovelorn wall. And it was sucess.

Anyway , in the courtyard a bronze Juliet statue stands underneath the famous 14th center balcony. Legend has it, you must rub or touch her right boob for good luck.

Guess who just reversed bad luck?  🤗👈

I can’t believe I made it to the city of the most famous Love story in all of history.

Thanks Giuletta. Grant me my wishes. 

You and your  precious right boob. 

More picture of Verona, Italy.

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